Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Edward Hopper Painting

Edward Hopper Painting"So you don't think a stranger would be noticed?" "Not unless he looked-well，off his head." "This man doesn't look off his head，"said Crome with certainty."You seewhat I'm getting at，Mr Clarke.This man must have been spying out the landbeforehand and discovered your brother's habit of taking an evening stroll.Isuppose，by the way，that no strange man came up to the house and asked tosee Sir Carmichael yesterday?" "Not that I know of-but we'll ask Deveril." He rang the bell and put the question to the butler. "No，sir，no one came to see Sir Carmichael.And I didn't notice anyonehanging about the house either.No more did the maids，because I've askedthem."Edward Hopper Painting The butler waited a moment，then inquired:"Is that all，sir?" "Yes，Deveril，you can go." The butler withdrew，drawing back in the doorway to let a young womanpass. Franklin Clarke rose as she came in. "This is Miss Grey，gentlemen.My brother's secretary." My attention was caught at once by the girl's extraordinary Scandinavianfairness.She had the almost colourless ash hair-light-grey eyes-andtransparent glowing pallor that one finds amongst Norwegians and Swedes.Shelooked about twenty-seven and seemed to be as efficient as she was decorative. "Can I help you in any way?"she asked as she sat down. Clarke brought her a cup of coffee，but she refused any food. "Did you deal with Sir Carmichael's correspondence?"asked Crome. "Yes，all of it."Edward Hopper Painting